19 February 2012

1 ouch

i'm trying to procure promises of cover blurbs from various incredibly famous biographers. obviously, i began with KK. because KK  has been my girl-crush since last may, when we ran arm-and-arm through the halls of the national press club looking for the cash bar.

and so i wrote KK asking for a blurb for my book and she wrote me back saying yes, yes, but that she couldn't do it right now because her husband has just died.

this news absolutely breaks my heart. like, shatters it into a million pieces for reasons i do not even know.